As I've written in a previous post, I've longed to work for a company which shall remain nameless (both to avoid being sued and to prevent an angry mob from lobbing hurtful insults my way). But, it sells a lot of stuff made in China (including American flags).
Anyway, I have a vest from said un-said superstore that I don't get a whole lot of chances to wear (especially when I go to K-Mart). However, today I tried it out on the neighbors.
The door was open, so I thought I'd take a peek to see if I could offer any assistance. How was I to know I lived next door to nudists?
As it was time to spruce up the yard, the neighbors threw a rake at me after telling me to get the hell out of their foyer.
After a little raking, I decided to have a look at their truck. Somehow, I didn't think I was looking in the right place for the spare tire.
I TOLD them they should lock their garage. And to keep the Bug Spray away from the Pudding Pops (come to think of it, why are pudding pops on a shelf in the garage?)
Never underestimate the power of a friendly greeting. And the strength of locked doors.
I wonder if they meant it when they said they were selling their house.
REMINDER: Only three weeks until Prince William gets married! Make sure your powder-blue tux is good to go.
I hear they're having fruitcake at the wedding. Well, if Adam Lambert has an invitation, I should be all set (my invitation is probably lost in the mail. Damn transatlantic postal service!)